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Collaged Portraits
Collaged Portraits
Collaged Portraits
For Julia,
For Julia,
For Julia,
For the lovely Mads,
For the lovely Mads,





The Drive Home (Mind Drips)
My mind drips;
Trails along distorts the world
My mind drifts off and begins to cycle​
​Looking beyond what my eye sees
they turn to glass
​Catching these rain drops
as they roll over my pupils
and when it pulls me back
And I’m reminded that I can see.
Rushes foreword
records in quick increments
what is left are these
impressions









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